Bloodroot (Sanguinaria canadensis)
It has been an unusually long winter here in the north, and April nights in the highlands have been cool, sometimes hovering only a few degrees above freezing. It will be another week or so until colonies of bloodroot and trout lilies are well and truly up and blooming, but a single protected specimen of bloodroot lifts its head here and there, and I discovered the first of the season this week.
The shy white bloomers with their golden centers are dear to my heart and something of a seasonal marker for me. Encountering this one glowing softly in its flickering stone-warmed alcove, I felt like kneeling and kissing the good dark earth in which it made its home - the little bloom was that perfect. Creaky knees notwithstanding, down I went for a closer view, and I stayed there for a while, feasting my eyes and attention and discovering another fragile blooming within.
It was one of those wild epiphanies I love so much, especially in springtime when the north woods are just coming to life, a moment of kensho, one of those fleeting intervals of quiet knowing and connection that I like to call "aha" moments. Forget the fancy stuff - this right here is the ground of my being.
A very happy Beltane (or May Day) to everyone. May there be light and blooming and fragrance in your own precious part of the world.